Chapter 128: Dancing Together

Wen Jingxing still vividly remembered the contents of that letter at the time. Every word was like a gem, listing all his past shortcomings, basically telling him never to bother her again.

He wasn’t even sure what he hoped to hear from Song Wanning when he asked about it.

Perhaps it was his lingering disbelief that those words could really have come from Song Wanning.

“Sent a letter? No, I didn’t,” Song Wanning instinctively denied. In the book, the original character hadn’t had much contact with Wen Jingxing, let alone something as familiar as exchanging letters.

Wen Jingxing’s expression faltered. If it wasn’t her, then who had sent him the letter?

Could it be that all these years, he had been deceived by the person sending the letters?

Wen Jingxing unquestionably believed Song Wanning. If she said she hadn’t sent it, even if he had received it and the handwriting was hers, he would still believe her.

At that moment, Jiang Mingzhao and Shen Yue, the last pair to enter, arrived, and the tea party finally reached its peak. Once everyone was gathered, music played throughout the venue. Men and women could invite any guest to dance, and those invited could not refuse.

Unaware of what had just transpired, Jiang Mingzhao immediately found a seat beside Song Wanning. Seeing someone arrive, Song Wanning and Wen Jingxing ceased their earlier conversation.

Shen Yue disliked Song Wanning. Upon entering, she rarely pestered Jiang Mingzhao and instead went to find Jian An’an.

Jiang Mingzhao noticed this detail immediately and filed it carefully in his mind.

When the dancing segment began, Shen Yue still invited Jiang Mingzhao to dance.

He wore a pained expression, trapped in a situation where he could neither refuse nor enjoy the dance, making him the only male guest on the floor with a grimace.

It didn’t take long before he slipped out of the circle.

Handsome and wealthy, Jiang Mingzhao was naturally a playful spirit who hadn’t even joined the show seriously. Many girls in the venue recognized him.

After Jiang Mingzhao and Shen Yue’s dance ended, the women quickly approached him.

Jiang Mingzhao was thrilled—finally, someone to rescue him!

Today, Shen Yue seemed off, dressed provocatively in a bold red that clashed oddly with her appearance, making her look bizarre beyond words.

Seeing Jiang Mingzhao dive into a crowd of women, all dressed coquettishly like fluttering swallows, Shen Yue sat down sulkily.

Jian An’an shared her mood. During the dance segment, she had only been a step late, allowing that seductive harlot to beat her to the invitation to dance with Jin Jianyi.

Now, Shen Yue had finished dancing and returned, yet Jin Jianyi hadn’t come back. Had he changed his mind?

What Jian An’an didn’t know was that the so-called seductive harlot was actually Jin Jianyi’s cousin...

She wasn’t a rival trying to steal Jin Jianyi away.

But Jin Jianyi’s cousin intentionally made Jian An’an misunderstand.

She had already heard from Aunt Deng and the only cousin that Jian An’an was a wicked woman, deliberately deceiving Cousin Jianyi.

But since Cousin Jianyi was deeply in love, this cousin intended to expose Jian An’an’s true nature!

Meanwhile, Song Wanning had only been invited to dance by Wen Jingxing. Originally, she planned to dance with Nan Yan.

After all, the ball didn’t prohibit same-sex invitations.

However...

How could Wen Jingxing and Yun Ze possibly agree? They both forcibly held back these two “scheming” women.

Nan Yan fared better, having some dance foundation. Together with Yun Ze, their movements were fluid and graceful.

But when the camera shifted to Wen Jingxing’s side, it was pitiful.

Sometimes Song Wanning mimicked his movements, sometimes she lagged behind, leaving several footprints stamped across Wen Jingxing’s shiny leather shoes.

Instead of sympathy, netizens burst into laughter.

“Ha ha ha, mighty Song Wanning, I finally found something you can’t do! I’m so excited!”

“Wen Jingxing is so pitiful, hahaha!”

“Song Wanning trying to keep in step is just adorable!”

“Haha, serves Wen Shao right for pushing Song Wanning like a little cabbage.”

“Song Wanning has that dumb beauty vibe, doesn’t she?”

“Watch out upstairs, you’ve fallen in love; you’ll never beat a rival like Wen Shao.”

Of course, some people loved to complain at all times.

“Don’t get too happy yet; all this beauty is just an illusion.”

“What variety show doesn’t have a script nowadays? Without a script, where’s the drama? No drama, no audience interest.”

But others boldly retorted.

“Our director Li would never lie to me!”

“Random occurrences like this can’t be scripted. Song Wanning’s bankruptcy was a genuine accident, okay?”

...

However, the audience’s joy didn’t last long.

Gradually, everyone noticed that Song Wanning’s dancing improved remarkably—her steps matched the rhythm, becoming increasingly smooth.

“No way, no way!”

“This time I believe it, it must be scripted!”

Despite being stepped on many times, Wen Jingxing showed no impatience. Instead, he patiently and gently pointed out each mistake to Song Wanning, guiding her on how to improve.

“Just lifted your foot too quickly, slow down a little.”

“Your step was too big; try smaller next time.”

“Excellent, you controlled it well this time.”

...

At first, Song Wanning felt embarrassed about stepping on Wen Jingxing’s feet. But gradually, as he praised her more and more, she grew confident, almost to the point of feeling shy.

“Why do you sound like you’re coaxing a child?”

Wen Jingxing defended himself, “Not at all, this is the gentlemanly way to treat a lady.”

“Aaaah!!! Wen Shao is just too perfect! Isn’t this the ideal man I’ve always dreamed of?!”

“Look at how he gazes at Song Wanning—it’s practically dripping with sweetness!”

“If you say they’re not involved behind the scenes, I’ll be the first to argue!”

By the third dance, Song Wanning had become quite skilled and moved perfectly in sync with Wen Jingxing.

He generously complimented her again: “You have great talent.”

Song Wanning humbly replied, “No, it’s because you taught me well.”

She smiled broadly.

After finishing the dance, they decided to stop.

Wen Jingxing only breathed lightly, but Song Wanning’s face was flushed, breathing heavily.

Concerned, Wen Jingxing brought her a glass of water and asked, “How are you feeling?”

After resting a bit and taking a few sips, she felt her breath return to normal and shook her head. “I’m fine, don’t worry. I probably just haven’t exercised in too long.”

Still worried, Wen Jingxing recalled how he wanted to take her to the hospital last time.

It seemed he would have to find a reason and a time soon to coax Song Wanning to go.

Tonight, he almost forgot to add the chapter title again!

(The End of This Chapter)